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benchandbooks 's review for:
Consider Me
by Becka Mack
Golden retriever and black cat energy!
Carter is obsessed with Olivia, but in a way that didn’t make me go “yikes.” I like their relationship a lot TBH.
There’s also a decent amount of spice.
You haven't broken me yet, but I'm hoping if I'm a good girl, you will soon."
"Fuck." He brackets my jaw, dark eyes fixed on mine. "I wanna give you whatever you want."
"Wreck me, Carter."
The one thing that bothered me, was that, the first time they had sex, he doesn’t wear a condom, and only asks her mid-fuck if she’s on the pill. Like, GIRL, I know he’s a hockey player and all, but STIs!?
And everyone knows (I think?) that you can get pregnant before the guy actually finishes!! UGHHHH
Carter is hilarious to read. There’s so many moments that made me laugh out loud.
Also, find a man that’s willing to make you a library, and gets the whole smut thing!
Fucking shit, I'm dead. Gone, deceased, six feet under. What the fucking fuck? Is this the result of her reading smutty books? Because o-fucking-kay, I'll buy her the whole damn romance section and turn a room into a library for her.
Carter is obsessed with Olivia, but in a way that didn’t make me go “yikes.” I like their relationship a lot TBH.
There’s also a decent amount of spice.
You haven't broken me yet, but I'm hoping if I'm a good girl, you will soon."
"Fuck." He brackets my jaw, dark eyes fixed on mine. "I wanna give you whatever you want."
"Wreck me, Carter."
The one thing that bothered me, was that, the first time they had sex, he doesn’t wear a condom, and only asks her mid-fuck if she’s on the pill. Like, GIRL, I know he’s a hockey player and all, but STIs!?
And everyone knows (I think?) that you can get pregnant before the guy actually finishes!! UGHHHH
Carter is hilarious to read. There’s so many moments that made me laugh out loud.
Also, find a man that’s willing to make you a library, and gets the whole smut thing!
Fucking shit, I'm dead. Gone, deceased, six feet under. What the fucking fuck? Is this the result of her reading smutty books? Because o-fucking-kay, I'll buy her the whole damn romance section and turn a room into a library for her.